Not only did I not write this for you, but I wrote it for myself. I figured it was about time I started thinking for myself. You can spend your whole life trying to please other people, until you realise the only person who has to live with those decisions, those choices, compromises and sacrifices is yourself. So this is the beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning. This is where it starts.
Saturday, 2 October 2010
Prisoner Of The Moment.
I learnt something new about you the other day. Something that cleared the vision I had of you. that shallowed the water. I thought you were so deep, never ending. I thought I would drown in you. Sometimes you even made me feel like I should. But the bottom came flying up, shallow enough now to not even reach my knees. Removed from the moment I could see the truth.
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Depth can be so easily mis-perceived. So much is at the shallow end.
ReplyDeletexoRobyn
that just says so much.......beautiful
ReplyDeleteeverything you write, is written with so much clarity.
ReplyDeletedepth is misconceiving, and the truth always comes to the surface.
you are amazing.
ReplyDelete<3 Thank you for commenting, love. I'm glad you did, yours is a wonderful blog to follow.
ReplyDeletexxx
one thing is sure - your writing isn't shallow at all - beautiful and deep!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and true
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